I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Wallahualam
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Houses For Tired of Civilization
Anyone who had a lot of urban bustle, surely at least sometimes, wants to live in a lonely place. Lonely house, away from annoying neighbor, far from unpaid bills and credit cards, life in nature, with all the charms and challenges of wilderness. A life that is full of colors and scents forests, rivers, seas, and not from the smell of gasoline and perfume. Imagine the morning washing the forest resource and the afternoon relaxing on the lawn, and the night carried on the window of your attic counting stars. So many stars in the sky from the city walls can not be seen. So much beauty in one place is enough to pull a man to go alone somewhere in nature. Photographer Yann Arthus-Bertrand give us an idea where…
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